[ti]Private[/ti]Twinkle Twinkle Owlstar

[Miss Tactical]

Her eyes stared at the stars, it was hard to believe that in just a few days she would be an apprentice. She blinked slowly shifting her eyes towards her sleeping her sister and brother. Her features softened, and her ears pulled back softly. They would no longer be allowed to play within the nursery walls, instead they would be pushing their hardest to be warriors. A sinking feeling hit her stomach worried she would no longer be able to see her StarClan friends. She remember that all the other kits got to play with Owlstar…..until they were apprenticed. She perked her ears up however as she realized everything she felt seemed to get sent to her sister, and she didn’t want her feeling uncomfortable. Sorry Vervainkit…. She blinked slowly wondering if she could hear her thinking too…perhaps not but who knew.



Off in the distance a starry figure seemed to be watching over IvyClan. With a quick step, Violetkit trotted over, looking at Owlstar with bright eyes. ”Hi Owlstar, nightly Vigil?” She knew the other warriors couldn’t see her, the apprentices couldn’t see her, but the kits could! ”I’ll sit with you too!” She shifted herself upright, watching the clearing before letting out a large yawn while watching the stars twinkle and sparkle. ”That one sparkling with the odd tint is Mothstar, I think someone woke him up again!” She mused with a slight twitch of her whiskers. She tilted her head to the side looking up at their old leader. ”IS what they say true….I won’t see you anymore in a few days?” Her tone was rather defeated as she didn’t want to have to give her friend up but she supposed it was part of growing up.

[M'Lady]

Owleyes liked watching over Ivyclan. It was simpler to do it now, than it had been before. These were not long nights, tinged with worry and hunger biting at her insides. She didn't feel restless, or nervous, or absolutely furious at the world. These nights were quiet, they were lovely. She could look up at the stars where she resided with bright yellow eyes untouched by exhaustion. But her quiet night was interrupted by little pawsteps, and Owleyes turned to flash her warm smile at the kit that approached to sit by her.

"Violetkit, what a pleasure to have you here tonight." Her voice was smooth and golden like honey, dripping over her words gently. She gave a soft laugh at her words, surprised and amused at her easy selection of Mothstar out of Silverpelt. Though, she didn't know if it was that difficult, Mothstar was always flickering with annoyance whenever he was unnecessarily bothered. But then the conversation turned, and Owleyes lifted her tail to rest on the little kit's back, in a show of comfort.

"Your words are true for other kittens, sweet Violet. Your sister will no longer see me as soon as she is named at her apprentice ceremony," She paused, wondering if it was her place to say what she would to Violetkit. However, she was the mother of Ivyclan, and deemed it was no one's place but her own to help out the heart of her home.

"But you are different. You have a connection to the stars unlike anything I've seen before." Save for medicine cats and leaders, she never saw someone who could see Starclan so vibrantly. Even they could not see what she could see, as Owleyes was invisible to all other members of her clan.

"You will have me for the rest of your days, my dear."